80 OMITTED 80
81 EXT. BUILDING ROOFTOP——NIGHT 81
Batman storms up the last of the fire escape and passes
Catwoman， curled atop a rooftop power shack. When she
speaks， Batman turns to see her slink down. Disarming
patches of flesh are revealed all over her battle-ripped
outfit.
CATWOMAN
Where's the fire？
BATMAN
"Shreck's." You ——
Catwoman launches a brutal kick in Batman's face. Batman
vibrates back a few steps， then comes forward and slams
Catwoman into a whimpering ball. She looks up， shocked.
CATWOMAN
How could you？ I'm a woman……
BATMAN
（suddenly taken
aback）
I'm —— sorry， I ——
Catwoman spins， pounding Batman off the ledge. Then
lashes out her whip， coiling it around Batman's flapping
arm. With both hands， she jerks him up. Lashes her end
of the whip to a weather vane.
CATWOMAN
As I was saying： I'm a woman， and
can't be taken for granted. Are
you listening， you Batman you？
BATMAN
（grimaces）
Hanging on every word.
CATWOMAN
Good joke. Wanna hear another one？
Batman nods： Lay it on me.
CATWOMAN
The world tells boys to conquer the
world， and girls to wear clean *
panties. A man dressed as a bat
is a he-man， but a woman dressed
as a cat is a she-devil. I'm just
living down to my expectations.
Life's a bitch —— now so am I.
She runs her talons over the whip-lifeline. Meantime *
with his free arm， Batman reaches into his bat belt and
pulls out a plastic mini-test tube with a blue fluid on
top， red fluid on the bottom， separated by a thin barrier.
BATMAN
A "he-man"？ Sure. They shine
that beacon in the sky， then wonder
what hole I crawl out of.
CATWOMAN
Wow， a real response and you're
not even trying to get into my tights.
But explain me …… If you're
so down on "them" out there， why
bust your bat-buns to protect 'em？
BATMAN
I just can't sleep at night.
Exploding department stores keep
me up. One ……
He snaps the tube. As the blue seeps into the red and
the tube slowly glows purple ……
CATWOMAN
I can't sleep either， lately. A
little link， between us. But
bottom line baby， you live to
preserve the peace， and I'm dying
to disturb it. That could put a
strain on our relationship.
BATMAN
……four， five.
He lobs the now-bubbling tube as Catwoman starts to sever
the whip. The mixture explodes against her forearm. She
SHRIEKS like a dying cat and soars down onto the next
ledge， barely.
Batman leaps down， to her. Her talons frantically claw
and scratch as she tries not to plummet. Batman grabs
her， pulls her up —— for a moment， they're embracing.
CATWOMAN
Who are you？ Who's the man behind
the bat？ Maybe he can help me
find the woman behind the Cat.
（pressing armor）
That's not him …… Ah， here you
are ……
Her talons poise at the edge of Batman's armor， just above
the waist. Suddenly Catwoman thrusts. Batman ROARS with
pain and fiercely swats Catwoman away —— off the building！
BATMAN
—— No ——
He watches in shock as her body hurtles toward the ground.
81A EXT. GOTHAM STREET——NIGHT 81A *
But at the last minute， from out of nowhere， a dumptruck
filled with sand passes， and Catwoman lands in a soft dune.
82 OMITTED 82
82A EXT. TRUCK （MOVING）——NIGHT 82A
As the truck motors off， Catwoman waves a paw up at
Batman. Then murmurs， as she cozily rolls around in the
sand：
CATWOMAN
Saved by kitty-litter. Some
date ……
Then， lit by a streetlamp， she tears up her sleeve to
study the nasty injury Batman dealt her.
CATWOMAN
So it's not a corsage. But a
burn lasts so much longer. The
bastard.
83 INT. THE BAT CAVE——NIGHT——LATER 83
Batman， disrobing， checks the puncture wounds on his
stomach.
BATMAN
The bitch.
Then he buzzes for his butler.
BATMAN
Alfred …… Would you bring me some
antiseptic ointment， please？
ALFRED'S VOICE
Coming …… My ego， mostly.
He signs off. Then lightly rubs the wound …… and
murmurs：
BATMAN
…… Meow.
84 OMITTED 84
& &
85 85
85A INT. SHRECK OUTER OFFICE——NEXT DAY 85A
Selina sits at her desk. The old Post-its are now
replaced. The new ones read "Defy Authority，" "Take No
Prisoners" and "Expose The Horror." A buzzing fly
distracts her as she works …… without looking up， her
hand nails the little pest with feline precision. With
her other hand she grabs a carton of lowfat milk. Then
impatiently stands ……
86 INT. SHRECK CONFERENCE ROOM——DAY 86
Selina saunters in， with coffee. Chip， seeing her， sits
up ramrod-straight.
SELINA
Morning， Max. Bummer about the
store. You insured？
MAX
I damn well better be. In fact I
want you to phone those goniffs
over at Gotham Insurance and tell
them ——
SELINA
Actually I have to split. Take
a "personal day." You don't mind？
Max， you're tops.
Max nods —— sure， sure —— then sips his coffee. And
spits a live cockroach from his mouth！
Both Max and Chip GAG as it crawls across the table.
SELINA
Those darned exterminators. They
swore the machine was ship-shape.
With that she turns， and saunters out.
87 OMITTED 87
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90 90
90A EXT. CAMPAIGN HEADQUARTERS——NOON 90A
After last night's rampage， the curtain has come off the
window， revealing the storefront as the nucleus of a new
political movement. Twin banners read： "Oswald Means
Order" and "Cobblepot Can Clean It Up."
90B INT. CAMPAIGN HEADQUARTERS——NOON 90B
The room is crowded with Press and Volunteers， who
surround Penguin （cooled by a fan） as he pontificates ……
PENGUIN
I may have saved the Mayor's baby，
but I refuse to save a Mayor who
stood by， HELPLESS as a baby，
while a band of hooligans flushed
our fair city down the tubes of
debauchery， devastation —— *
90C ANGLE——AGGRESSIVE REPORTER 90C
One one of the pay phones in back. Other reporters call
in stories to their editors as Penguin RAGES in b.g.
AGGRESSIVE REPORTER
Oswald Cobblepot， the mystery
man-beast who's been delighting
Gotham， today made his bid to
deliver Gotham …… from ruffians
who've run riot， and from a Mayor
he's called "impotent， inept ……"
90D BACK TO PENGUIN 90D
As he concludes his exhortation to the throng：
PENGUIN
…… inept， indecisive， and …… and
too tall. We don't need a tall
man to run this town. The bigger
they are， the harder they fall.
We need a …… compact man who carries
a big umbrella. Thank you， all.
Puffing from the APPLAUSE， he heads for the stairs and
passes an adoring young Volunteer Bimbo.
VOLUNTEER BIMBO
Mr. Cobblepot， you're the coolest
role model a young person could have ……
PENGUIN
（raw lust）
And you're the hottest young person
a role model could have. Here，
wear a button.
Penguin fondles and fumbles a campaign button onto the
pert breast of the starry-eyed Bimbo.
Then， as he struts upstairs：
PENGUIN
I could really get into this Mayor
stuff. It's not about power， it's
about …… reaching people.
Touching people. Groping people ……
